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{Thu 26 October 2006}   Double Signals

Double Signals

O false God!
You have betrayed us.
Betrayer, betrayer, betrayer!

See the man who dances between tables,
Who swirls between clay pots,
Whose soul is dry, is dry for trying,
While his beauty fades.

See my friend who screams what he cannot say,
Whose lips pull tight over his power,
Who kills his own words,
While his music rages.

You, betrayer, you have done this.
Power of our minds, construct of our childhoods, moulder of our futures,
You made us yearn, seek, believe, hold true,
While you eroded our selves in your service.

Still we dance, sing, speak an ideal
that was never ours and cannot be.



{Sun 8 October 2006}   the chocolate door

the chocolate door

peering back
through the gobbled hole
in the chocolate door
Gretl yearns to be

where jasmine beckons
and free leaves pulsate
with scattered surfeit of air
blue and clean to the lungs

draw deep
and
handspring across the dappled grass
while life leaps



et cetera